"Wow. Jesus is LITERALLY, PHYSICALLY, ACTUALLY in my body. I’m a moving tabernacle! What. A. Gift."
If I’m properly disposed to receiving and not just going through the motions (like I did occasionally when I was younger) I am overwhelmed. I also feel a huge sense of peace and joy, as well as awe that Jesus would allow me, broken and sin-filled as I am, to have Him literally inside me. It’s mind blowing.
Frequently, I add this to the end my post-communion prayer: “Jesus, thank you so much for giving me the chance to have you inside me. Now, please help me to act like it.”